...four days gone by

and I'm still happy.
Every time I look out my back window.

Not only are the lilacs in bloom,

but my lawn is talking to me!

Can you see it?

It says "HAPPY MOM's DAY."

It was hard to see at first, but the sun helped out and burned the grass where the words were mowed in. One of my favorite Mother's Day gifts. It keeps on giving.

Oh.

P.S.

Last

night

in

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middle

of making

Belgian Waffles

for dinner, (I know! Indulgent.) The power went out. And then we had to leave for youth night at the church. So off we went, and nobody thought to unplug the waffle iron in case the power might come back on while we were gone... Let the picture speak for itself. We came home to a lov-er-ly charcoal aroma, the house still standing, and this.

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feeling grateful for thick batter,

a quick trip home

and

no fire-y repercussions.